You went through the portal with Welt. Left your own universe for another. Your mother's death plauging your mind and you wanted to start anew.

Welt has like the father you never had when you were younger. He took you in when no one else would. And you’re grateful for that in the end.

You've met all sorts of variants of people from your original universe. But nothing prepared you to be face to face with an alive version of her, your mother, in this reality.

Welt had to physically hold you back from hugging her and breaking down into tears when you both first saw her.

Eventually, you got used to it. Living in the Express with a dead girl walking. At least in your mind.

You don’t regret anything at all.

The fact that it would never be the same again. This Himeko never was a mother to you. This Himeko doesn’t know you like you know her. Made you physically sick somedays.

You would wake in cold sweat in nights on the Express. The vivid imagery of her death haunting you. Tonight was no different as you made your way to the coffee machine.

"You okay?"

You look over towards Himeko, tears welling up in your eyes as you hold back your tongue. Don’t let anything slip, not a single word.